I heard that Feng Ling's boyfriend was a hot movie star in the past, and now he is a director, which is quite outstanding, this Xiaoque introduced it to Zhen Cheng.

He could feel her strong jealousy when Xiaoque introduced her, and it seemed that she was still disconnected from her ex-boyfriend.

However, he doesn't care that Feng Ling has a boyfriend, which does not affect his budding admiration.

Some people can move people in a short period of time.

I have also had a large number of girlfriends, but none of them can provoke her heart like her.

"I don't understand, why do you call me little brother, can you take the liberty of knowing your Fang Ling?" He was eager to get to know her better. I know that asking a woman's age might upset her.

"It's going to be 30 soon." The wind spirit replied cheerfully.

"I can't really see it." No wonder she calls herself little brother, who is indeed older than herself. It's three years older.

But isn't there an old saying in China called "female junior, hug the gold brick"?

He has always liked girls who are slightly mature, independent, and self-loving and self-reliant, and he doesn't like the kind of girls who are birds, constantly coquettish, have a princess temper at every turn, and ask people to coax them from time to time.

The wind spirit in front of you is ever-changing, blending liveliness and tranquility.

She was like an innocent and romantic little girl when she was lively, and her giggling laughter in the morning on the speedboat still lingered in his ears.

When she is quiet, she is as deep and charming as this cosmopolitan city full of the vicissitudes of history.

A low, hoarse saxophone and the night breeze blew, and jazz music played in the band on the deck behind them.

"Want to dance?" He asked.

"Okay." She didn't refuse.

She herself didn't understand why she had never rejected him from beginning to end today.

He is happy to do whatever he suggests.

As the music changed, she began to dance.

Zhen Cheng was stunned, he had never seen such a beautiful dance. She seems to be able to fly, with a fairy aura floating between her feet and the deck, like a living Chang'e running to the moon, like a peacock showing her screen, and like Mulan dancing a sword, which is natural, comparable to a professional dancer.

Mr. Zhen leaned on the railing and watched the dance of the wind spirit, with an appreciative smile on his face.

A friend came over and asked, "Mr. Zhen, I heard that she is the queen of trading?" ”

"yes."

"It's so versatile, and I'm still so young, I admire." The man admired.

Yes, the corners of Mr. Zhen's mouth showed a smug smile. This queen of the trade is the treasure he showed to everyone tonight, and it really shines and is impressive.

"Mr. Zhen." The sound of Xiaoque's snorting mixed with the smell of wine came over, and before anyone arrived, the sound arrived first.

Mr. Zhen looked over and saw Xiaoque wearing heavy makeup, slightly drunk, and stepping on her Gauguin shoes.

This woman used to be a goddess-like movie star, but now she is outdated, but she still has her influence, and she has attracted many guests to talk around her just now.

She is quite capable, sharp in her teeth, has a thousand manners, is sultry, and is definitely a good communicator.

However, after the band played the music, the guests gradually dispersed, attracted by the dance of the wind spirit, and she was left alone as if she had been abandoned.

She saw Mr. Zhen drinking alone, so she came over to talk to him.

"This friend you introduced is very good, I appreciate it, thank you for the introduction, goddess." He said politely.

"Don't call me a goddess, I'm embarrassed. I also have to thank Mr. Zhen for sending me a one-year member. Who else treats me as generously as you Mr. Zhen now? I wish Mr. Zhen to continue to make a big deal this year. Xiaoque raised her glass and touched his glass.